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Meeting David Cook

I met David Cook last night. And I got to talk to him. For real.

What a strange way to come back to a blog I haven’t written in – wait I have to check – two months. I tried to gain some balance between my blogging and the rest of my life as a part of Elul. Clearly the pendulum just swung all the way in the other direction instead of finding a good midpoint.

My focus on family at holiday time and the transition into a regular post-holiday schedule was a good thing. If you are back checking-in despite my absence, well, thank you. I hope I am back to stay, and that this exciting weekend was just the kick I needed.

I met David Cook prior to his concert last night. For those of you who don’t know, he was the winner on American Idol in 2008. I don’t usually watch the show. (We don’t own a TV at all anymore.) He was the clear winner from the first week, and watching him rise way above every other contestant every week wasn’t even that fun after a while. I only watched because he is a really good musician, and I wanted to hear him play and sing regardless of the rest of the competitors. So I guess that means I like his singing a lot.

I have a background in classical music, and I would like to think that my taste in music is eclectic but all good. His music has depth, and is quality, classic rock and roll without any unnecessary and inappropriate ridiculousness.

I don’t know if it is more celebration of being in ‘phase II‘ (i.e. I could actually make arrangements to leave the kids for a looong time), the fact that this is the year I turn 40, or whether perhaps this is the year I am destined to turn into a groupie, (even though I have already declared here that I wouldn’t!) – but my husband bought me the “VIP package”, and off I went. Sound check, vip pass, t-shirt, ‘gift’ and a chance to MEET THE BAND.

I was late. They told us the night before – the night before – that we had to be there 3 HOURS before the concert was scheduled to start. They told an ima to seven little ones this minor detail only 24 hours before. One of the many signs that this whole enterprise wasn’t designed for people like me. I was actually quite proud of myself that I was only 20 minutes late. Until the woman at the ticket counter told me I couldn’t come in. Too late. I wasn’t there on time.

Well, I told her the truth which is that I HAVE SEVEN CHILDREN AND IT WAS A MIRACLE I GOT THERE AT ALL AND IT BETTER COUNT FOR SOMETHING AND THEY BETTER MAKE AN EXCEPTION! I asked her to pleeeeease ask in the back. Down the hall behind the closed double theater doors I hear a very good singing voice improvising a tune about how “none of this would happen if we came on time, on time…” Then a young man with a strikingly familiar beard comes out and hears my tale of woe, asks my name and presents me with my golden ticket. But, he says, “They are almost done with the sound check so you better run”. As I do, it occurs to me that this must be David’s brother (Andrew*). Turns out I failed groupie 101 because all of the other women knew “of course’ that it was Andrew. Silly me.

So I run down the aisle of the now lit theater and I am REALLY close to the David Cook himself. He looks out and sees me running down the very long aisle and sings in the middle of the sound check “welcome to the party”…………..…. so let’s just go on record that this technically means David was singing directly to me…..right?

The sound check ends about one minute later and we get in a line to meet the band. And the line is incredibly long. It wasn’t feeling so “VIP” at that moment, more like “cattle“.

We had a wait, so I got a chance to speak to the women near me. I had no idea I was such an amateur. Not only was it my first VIP pass at a David Cook concert, but my first concert! They had each been to at least 3 or 4, and paid for this VIP privilege in the past. I really was shocked. While perhaps it may seem a tad obvious to you out there, it appears that there are a lot of people in the world with a lot more free time than me.

The women ahead of me in line (yes, it was almost exclusively women) were FAR more prepared than I; they had come up with interesting poses for their photo with the band, brought presents, etc. Wanting a conversation? Clearly I had it all wrong. The point apparently was to see how many hugs you can acquire. I simply didn’t know.

Rather than feel excited, I sort of felt sorry for the band. I am always a nervous wreck before going on stage. I wouldn’t want to have to spend that time connecting with strangers and hugging them all and pretending it was where I want to be. And David was fidgeting… he was nervous. Or anxious. At least I think so. I wouldn’t want to have had to do that before a concert. Even for all of that money.

It was finally my turn. I got to meet the band. I told them I was an Orthodox Jew and that I didn’t want to shake their hands or hug them and why; that they shouldn’t take it personally. They looked completely shocked. Apparently there aren’t a lot of women frum enough to say such a thing to a rock star and yet still come to their concert AND pay for the VIP package.

Apparently there aren’tany.

Then I met them all; I shouldn’t have done that. I only had a minute or two, and the band didn’t have any interest in anyone pretending they were interested in them. But I did get to watch David Cook try to explain to his keyboardist that I am an Orthodox Jew when he went to shake my hand! I got an autograph, a hasty photo, and video of the meet on my camera to prove it happened. (If you want a link to the video, send me a message)… but here is the pic:

Andy, who told us we couldn’t take his picture.

I then went over to Andrew to get my “VIP gifts” and be gently told to leave until the concert started. Andrew apologized that he was ‘caught” singing about being on time. I actually feel very privileged to have gotten to hear him sing.*

The rest of the evening was actually the best part. I got to have a hasty but elegant and delicious dinner with my husband at Max & David’s restaurant, and enjoy a great David Cook concert – with great seats I didn’t use because we were down near the front and I got to stand close enough to really watch the performance.

He was really good. He sings well, and he is an artist. A clean, non-offensive, not trying-too-hard, not over-the-top artist. I truly enjoyed the music, and I also really enjoyed that my husband enjoyed being there with me, and could embrace that this makes me happy. The show was great, and worth more to me than the “VIP gifts” or the sound check. I wish I could have met David Cook after the concert instead, just so I could tell him how much I appreciated it.

Not stock photos, my photos.

Of course today, the day after, I thought of all the things I wish I had said to him. This happens to me all of the time. The things that I couldn’t think of in the rush and the crowd and the nerves. I gave Andrew my blog address. The likelihood he will read this is pretty non-existent, right, but hey, if Mayim Bialik could come and read about my meeting her at my blog and then re-post it, it sort of makes anything possible, right? So Andrew, or David, if you are out there, this is what I wish I could have said:

I really appreciate your music. I appreciate what it is, and what it isn’t.

I am glad that you can make serious rock music without having to stoop to depravity, it means a lot to some of us out there.

I think your job is hard and I hope you stick at it, because you are good. I hope it isn’t always lonely and that you are enjoying the ride.

Why did you name your song Circadian? I get the sleep theme of the album but please explain it to me more; I really want to know.

The acoustic piece you played was amazing; the best part of the show. Please give an acoustic-only concert some time. And invite me.

Let me know when you want to play in Israel, because I will get you the gig and an awesome tour of the country. Just tell me when.

… Okay, that’s my list. I will have it to remember should I ever happen to meet him again. Or perhaps one of you could just pass it along to him the next time you see him.

What have I learned?

Don’t be late if you have a VIP pass to a concert, because they probably won’t let you in. If you can’t get in, use the “momma to seven children” card if necessary. I learned that I have this quirky thing about me where I think of all famous people as just people. I want to meet them, but then I just want to have coffee and learn about their lives, not swoon. I learned that hitting 39 and getting into a bucket-list mentality isn’t all bad. We have to live while we can. I learned that one should go to a meet and greet after their first concert or before their second, so they don’t have to blog all of the stuff they never got a chance to say.

Most importantly, I learned that it is really important to be married to someone who gets you, and can understand the passionate Torah teacher who wants to go to a ‘meet and greet’ for a rock star and sing along to the songs in his concert.

[*The story as I understand it is that Andrew Cook went to the American Idol auditions and his brother David came along. Andy didn’t make the cut, and the producers convinced David to audition. I find Andy’s story and his decision to manage David’s band and to go on the tour fascinating. I just don’t understand the dynamic. I wish I did. I am certain he is happy for his brother but the story reminds me of Aharon and Moshe, and I find it a curious fascination.]

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you are awesome! I think you are probably the only woman I know that can relate a story about meeting two brothers who are in a band back to Torah. You ROCK! Glad you enjoyed the concert, etc. and remember, 40 is just a number!

I love your recap of your David Cook experience. There is just something beautiful about him that does draw so many of us, his absolutely incredible voice that he uses to sing all kinds of music. He has a big heart, genuine warmth, and that makes me smile. I think your husband is so great to arrange such a special night for you.

oh, wow! This story made me so happy this morning, in fact I’m still smiling. =) I am one of those following David’s career since American Idol but had not seen him live, not yet. I’m so happy you did it and enjoyed it. I am a Christian and I am very careful about what kind of musician I follow. David has not disappointed me and I pray to God to help him keep his good ways. I know he is not perfect, no one is, but his music and talent have made me so happy the past 3+ years. Thanks again, for sharing this amazing experience and congratulations for having a husband that enjoys seeing you happy…. =)

Thank you for writing about this. I was so happy to find out that I am NOT the only Orthodox Jewish woman who’s a fan of Mr. Cook. And maybe this is a little selfish of me, but I want to thank you for introducing him to the no hugs thing in case I ever meet him. 😉 (Yup, I also really just want to talk to him… but rest assured that I know of plenty of other fans who feel the same way, even if they have no problems with hugs or handshakes.) Thank you for writing your story — I sincerely enjoyed reading it.
-Cimorene, currently Ima of 3 🙂

Enjoyed your blog and your thoughts, and glad you had a good experience in the Cookworld. DC is indeed worthy of respect and appreciation for his fine work as well as his — I think you would say, maybe — efforts contributing to tikkun olam.

There are a whole lot of us who’d like the coffee and conversation, in an alternative universe, and aren’t into the swoony thing. Thanks for letting us share a little conversation with you. 🙂 Shalom.

I really related to your blog. I have 4 kids and went to the Chicago show and VIP. Remembered all the questions and comments I wanted to ask after the meeting. I agree, great music and I would do the after show, if I get to go again. Thanks

Thanks! Glad to hear I am not the only one. One of my theories on big(ger) families is that once you hit four it doesn’t make that much of difference anymore, because you have cemented parenting as your “lifestyle”. No?

Hi, i really enjoyed reding your blog.
as an israeli david cook fan i really hope that he will take you up on the offer to do a show in israel one day and tour the country. i’m dying to see him live
and i’m happy you got your first concert experience
and that it went well. hopefully the next time you will see him will be in israel 🙂

What a joy to read your blog. I am a big fan of David’s. He is witty, warm, talented and a humanitarian. I too did the VIP, and had inside my head what I was going to say to him. Did not happen. Everything I had in my head stayed there, and didn’t come out my mouth! He was attentive and respectful(and has the most beautiful eyes) and didn’t seem to mind I was a blathering idiot. I did it again a few weeks later, said what I had intended, and got a hug without asking. Made my day for sure. And like me, I hope you get another chance to meet him-it was worth doing it a second time.

Thanks for writing this. It helps not having to tell the story over and over to your friends individually since we really don’t have time to sit down over a cup of coffee and chat. Wish we did have the time. 🙂

Enjoyed your post immensely. David is an amazing man/artist/musician/humanitarian, and the first “rock star” in my 60 years that I’ve wished I had the time/money to follow from concert to concert. Just being in the same room with him makes me happy, fills me with positive energy. I went to 2 concerts back-to-back earlier in his tour, VIP and Meet & Greet for both (worth every penny and then some) – and I can tell you that by the third or fourth meeting you actually do become coherent!

I really enjoyed your blog. I was there that night. I’m glad you were able to hear the end of the soundcheck. I am so glad you made it to the concert. David is some one very special. I am officially a groupie.

Thanks Angela. I didn’t know he was Jewish, or that the drummer is a religious Christian. It seems there is quite a lot about the band that I don’t know. I wonder if Andy explained what “Orthodox” means to David Cook after the fact?